Done

It hit the fan. So .... 6-6-06 was a rather bad day .... despite my anti-superstition policy ....

Done 6-6-06

I’m done waiting.
I’ve been sitting here
Thinking it’s character
Or some kind of technique
To get him to come
But he’s not coming
And who am I kidding?
It’s so… delicate.
It’s like this threadbare tightrope,
This tentative dance,
This reluctant admission,
It is short-lived and dissatisfying
Because they come on so strong
But leave so soon.
I can’t be ready now
I can’t be willing right now
This minute doesn’t work for me
But you won’t wait for me
So goodbye is all I can say.
I’m done waiting for someone
To step up and say
He’s here for the long run
Because no one is
Or wants to be
And I have to admit
I wonder if it’s me…